Diane

My goal weight is 130.  This morning when I stepped on the scales they showed a number that is less than 260 so I now am not twice what I want to weigh or more!  I think that was the first time I’ve ever actually smiled happily on the scales.  I’ve been really down on myself this week because I haven’t done all the exercise I wanted   and I haven’t eaten as healthfully as I should, but I have learned one thing - to listen to my body.  I didn’t push it when I really didn’t feel that I could and I know that chocolate can be my friend, just not one I see very often.  And in return, my body did what I’ve been trying to make it do for several weeks now - it shed some fat and, surprisingly another inch off my waist since Monday.  Now if this annoying migraine will just go away!  I can even see a bright side to that today - better a couple a month than 3-4 a week like it was at one point.  All this being said, I am so looking forward to starting my workouts at the Y on Monday.  Never thought I’d be saying that!

When we moved into the house we currently live in, I was excited because it was only 1 mile to the library.  I thought I’d walk it all the time after my son was born.  Well, that was 18 months ago and I finally walked to the library with the two kids today.  They were in a stroller so I did actually get some aerobic exercise out of it.  My goal now is to walk there on nice days.  I’m also planning on walking to and from the Y (4 miles total) so I can focus on strength training while I’m there, not every day, but more often than I would at home.  Already have rain gear for myself, the kids and the stroller. 

Well, I am now a member of the local YMCA, but it wasn’t an easy jouney.  Felt terrible today, but my husband was home so I need to take advantage of that and get signed up without children in tow.  I went down bright and early, ok, 9:30, but it was still morning!  I’d been told that the membership director would most likely allow me to sign up as a single parent since my husband isn’t going to use it.  This morning the people at the front desk told me that that would never happen and the membership person wasn’t in.  I asked to leave my application and would she please call me when she could.  I’d barely gotten home when the phone rang.  She’d already approved it over the phone.  When I could go back out to finish the whole thing, I had to take my daughter with me.  I didn’t have enough time for a tour of the place so I have no idea where anything is so my first day, hopefully tomorrow, will be nearly wasted seeing the place.  I’m hoping it is smooth going after that.  Now I just have to keep reminding myself that I’m going there looking the way I do so I don’t look the way I do and not let all the skinny people get to me.

At Christmas time I made about 150 dozen cookies, most of them requiring to be rolled out.  Last month I tood a cake decorating class that focus on using fondant (a rolled icing).  Yesterday the doctor put me on an anti inflamnitory to help my wrist, but if it still hurts, it’ll have to be x-rayed for a stress fracture.  All because of cakes and cookies! 

On a brighter note, the local Y is going to let me join at single parent rates because my husband has said he will never have the time to go.  I so need the child watch that an individual membership doesn’t allow.  Last night we rearranged the basement so he can get his weight bench up and useable.  He’s planning to start using that and the elliptical machine when he’s home in the evenings.

I hear my daughter getting into something and that is NEVER good!

I have lost, and will not look for, 1% body fat this past week.  That   puts me at a 5% loss overall.  I am so glad I did measurements in the beginning because it is those numbers that are showing, not the scale.  That will come, but at least I don’t have to wonder if anything is happening!

I’m going to the doctors to have a wrist injury checked out and I’m curious to see what their scales say.  I have a set of doctors scales at home, but it always reads different than theirs even when I am dressed the same.

Must get going or I’m going to be late.  Have a great day everyone.

My life just got a bit more stressful.  My neighbor, a retired police officer, came by to tell us that a child molester had moved in across the street earlier this week.  I moved to this neighborhood because it appeared to be pretty safe - a retired police officer next door and 3 active duty officers within 5 houses.  I’ve always been vigilant anyway, but now I will be even more so.

Different topic.  My husband is being a bit more supportive of my weightloss efforts today.  He finally explained why he wants me to wait a few more days to join the Y.  It was logical so I will be joining on Wednesday.  He’s brought home some junk food, but he puts it on the top shelf that I have trouble reaching.  Believe me when I say that I am far too lazy to get a step ladder just to have some chocolate!  He didn’t even complain when I said I was going to workout after the kiddies were in bed.  Managed to get in almost an hour. 

Hopefully the scales will show that my efforts this week were measurable in something other than inches!

Good luck to everyone on the BLUE and Red TEAMs!

I feel like my husband is sabotaging me.  Before I started trying to lose weight he was upset about the cost of pizza once a month.  Now he is always suggesting we get it or offering to bring something home.  Last night he went grocery shopping and brought home Edy’s Grand Chocolate ice cream just for me.  He didn’t even get the light version!  He blamed it on being over tired. 
Every time I mention joining the YMCA, he complains about the initial fee and that it will be a two month minimum if it doesn’t work out.  He says the kids are going to be sick all the time and comes up with some rebuttal to everything I say.  It’d be different if he’d facilitate my working out at home.  This morning, for example, I was planning to get up early, but my son decided he was going to get up at 5.  My husband wouldn’t even consider dealing with him so there was no point in my even starting to exercise.  If I say I’m going to do it in the evenings, he puts a guilt trip on me that   I’m not spending the time with him watching tv or movies.
    He was all for the Y until I actually showed that I was   serious about getting into shape and starting losing inches.  I don’t know if he’s doing this because he feels guilty that he’s not doing anything (he’s overweight as well) or if he’s just afraid of change.  I don’t think he’s doing it consciously, but its still really frustrating.
I just keep doing what I need to do and try not to let him affect my goal of being healthy.  Perhaps it’s just my perception through PMS colored glasses.  I’m done venting now.